Su Ruotang held the jade box in his slender white hand and snorted, "Of course it's important." ”

"Are you sure?" Mo Yingyan put her down and tore open the black silk on the table.

In an instant, the house was as bright as day.

Su Ruotang's eyes narrowed slightly because of the sudden brightness, and a thin mist was forced under his eyes.

Her eyelashes were long, her tiny sparkles hung from them, and her eyes dimly looked at the two goose-egg-sized beads on the table.

"It's ...... The pearl of the night? ”

The Night Pearl is not a luxury among the elites of Dongqi.

But most of them are the size of quail eggs, and there are few eggs the size of goose eggs.

And the one as big as a goose egg, only Wan Guifei Xianqing Hall has one.

It was Nanchen who was defeated five years ago and contributed.

Emperor Wu Shun gave it directly to Concubine Wan.

Now, in front of her, it was the size of two goose eggs.

Its value is no longer measurable in monetary terms.

Mo Yingyan slowly sorted out the clothes that had been messed up by Su Ruotang, and his voice was faint, "What's important now?" ”

Su Ruotang held the jade box, and his porcelain-white fingers stretched out and poked the night pearl.

Hearing this, she blinked and said with a clear conscience: "Naturally, His Highness is important." ”

For a while, she can still distinguish between food, clothing, food and clothing.

Coaxed the dog man, what do you want.

Thinking of this, she had no psychological burden, and spit out good words from Yan Hong's mouth as if she didn't need money:

"Your Highness, you are as beautiful as an immortal, young and golden, to be able to marry you is simply a blessing from the little girl's three lives."

"The Buddha said that five hundred times in the previous life passed by, in exchange for looking back in this life, I can marry His Royal Highness, that is definitely tens of thousands of times in the previous life......"

Mo Yingyan raised her eyebrows, and Yun Qingfeng lightly interrupted her words, "I remember for my husband, my wife has said many times that I want to reconcile with my husband." ”

Su Ruotang choked.

I swallowed the words that came to my mouth.

Dog men always have a saying that they have the ability to talk to death.

She glared at him angrily: "I'll tell you, this fairy doesn't sell her body!" ”

With the help of the bright brilliance of the Night Pearl, Mo Yingyan clearly saw that the beautiful and delicate little face of the third princess had changed several expressions in just a few breaths.

His thin lips rose slightly, outlining a very light arc, and he raised his hand to make a 'please' gesture, "Let's start." ”

Su Ruotang didn't react at once, her pretty little face was dazed, "What's the beginning?" ”

Mo Yingyan slowly walked to the low couch and sat down, and slowly poured a cup of tea.

Moist as jade's long fingers, he picked up the teacup and lightly spit out two words, "Performing arts." ”

Su Ruotang reacted, rolled his eyes, and spit out two simple words on his red lips, "No." ”

She is a ghost doctor, she can only heal, not art.

Mo Yingyan took a sip of tea, and his hands with clear bones exuded a jade-like luster against the backdrop of the blue and white porcelain tea cup.

He looked at her calmly, and his voice was not slow, "What will the third princess do?" ”

Su Ruotang leaned on the table, playing with the jade box with her slender fingers.

The red lips rose slightly, and slowly overflowed with three words, "Yes...... Warm the bed. ”

The soft voice was deliberately elongated by her, like a summer drawing, and the slightest wisps of it were seductive.

Mo Yingyan Qingjun's eyebrows were scattered and tired, and he lifted his eyes casually and looked at her lightly.

Su Ruotang raised a swan neck with smooth and perfect lines, like a proud little swan, "Warming the bed is also a technical job, which belongs to the art category." ”

Under the cold light, her bones are extremely beautiful, her face is magnificent, the tails of her eyes are slightly raised, and her smug look overflows from her peach blossom eyes, which is even more seductive.

Mo Yingyan's gaze fell on her upside-down facial features, and her eyes were full of appreciation.

The three princesses who have recovered their true appearance are so beautiful that they are bright and flamboyant.

There are three kinds of beauties, one is beautiful in appearance and the other is beautiful in bones.

Finally, both.

And the three princesses are the third type.

The elegance and nobility revealed from her bones made her smile and smile vivid, seducing her soul.

"Your Highness, don't you think that warming a bed is not an art?"

Mo Yingyan casually put down the teacup, looked at her quietly with ink-colored cold eyes, rolled her Adam's apple, and spit out a monosyllable, "Count." ”

Su Ruotang's mouth opened slightly.

It's hard to believe.

The dog man doesn't play his cards according to common sense!

The art of warming the bed and counting hair!

Then, as if thinking of something, she stared at him vigilantly, "I'll tell you, only warm the bed!" ”

Mo Yingyan bowed lightly: "Go ahead." ”

Su Ruotang looked at him suspiciously.

Seeing that she had been standing still, Mo Yingyan's clear voice was dyed with a little smile, "Don't dare?" ”

Su Ruotang looked at Nuo Yu in the man's eyes and stumbled.

Immediately, she straightened up and walked towards the bed.

Take off your shoes, pull up the quilt, and cover yourself.

Coherent.

Use your actions to prove to Mo Yingyan whether she dares or not.

Looking at the childish movements of the third princess, a faint smile appeared between Mo Yingyan's eyebrows.

He shook his head and laughed twice, pinched his eyebrows with his long fingers, and drank the tea.

After a few moments, sensing that the girl's breathing had become even, he slowly got up, his long fingers picking at the belt of his coat.

Su Ruotang was in a daze, as if he heard the sound of rushing water.

It was as if the body had been hit by the waves, and it was floating.

She struggled to open her eyes.

In front of the eye, it is the beautiful face of a man.

"Mo Yingyan!" When she saw where she was, her little face turned red with anger, "What are you going to do?" ”

The dog man actually got her into the tub while she was asleep.

Is this a human thing?

In response to her, the man's fingertips slowly slid down.

Su Ruotang's long eyelashes trembled violently twice, and her eyelashes were wet and glared at her.

After a while, her body trembled suddenly, and then she softened.

The rippling peach blossom eyes are like a clear spring, and when it shakes slightly, the spring water seems to overflow.

Mo Yingyan pressed the sensitive part of her waist with her long fingers unhurriedly, "Madam, the good night is short." ”

Su Ruotang tilted his neck back, gasping and snorting, "This is compensation." ”

Mo Yingyan grabbed her slender waist and picked her up horizontally and walked to the bed.

The curtain of the bed fluttered, covering the two figures that merged into one.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning passed through the bed curtain and fell on the bed, Su Ruotang felt movement on his side in a daze.

She rolled over and fell asleep again with the quilt in her arms.

Mo Yingyan got up, looked at the sleeping third princess, and dispelled the idea of taking her to the City Lord's Mansion.

He got dressed and made sure that the curtain would not reveal the figure of the person on the bed, and then opened the door unhurriedly.

Shen Shi, who was guarding the door, saw him and immediately whispered: "Your Highness, last night, Your Highness controlled all the officials and gentry of Xicheng in Qiao's mansion. ”

"Early this morning, Qiao Han took the lead and said that he would be loyal to His Highness in the future."

Mo Yingyan smiled coldly, his voice without warmth, "Loyal to the main hall? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people came up the stairs.

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